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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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The Door There are so many doors in a closed eye thought. I pour out the tear in this one, spread it out so thin that each layer curls in. You were there touching my hair like listening wind. There in the music I named what was missing, and with the surety of my own surrender, I left the door ajar. Now, weathered by waiting at the window, even this light day cannot find the balloon in me. Destiny's wings call, “cannot,” into the flapping of my frenzy. “You cannot change the jewel I marked with your full name to wear against the gale of breathing in. You will always know love melted a place kept closed, for in opening that door you lost the key.” [This message has been edited by Martie (03-04-2002 03:08 PM).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Hello Alice...why Martie, it IS you...deep within the warren of the rabbit's hole, I could have sworn I was down here by myself, having tea with the MadHatter... my dear...this speaks well of your growth, not only in your soul, but of your written word... this is a Keeper...solemn, and heartfelt... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
“You cannot change the jewel I marked with your full name to wear against the gale of breathing in. You will always know love melted a place kept closed, for in opening that door you lost the key.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Martie....this is wonderful!! ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
martie, I read this several times, each time finding something else to think about, something else to like about it. I came away thinking of how when we accomplish some things, we lose the ability to ever return to the place we were...and it is the change, bittersweet, we can alomost regret...almost..but not quite for we are whow e are and where we are because of those changes... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea--soul growth...yes..thanks for joining me and bringing the candle. Nancy ---A hug back to you and a thank you too. Cpat--That is exactly it..thank you for seeing. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"Destiny's wings call, “cannot,” into the flapping of my frenzy. “You cannot change the jewel I marked with your full name to wear against the gale of breathing in. You will always know love melted a place kept closed, for in opening that door you lost the key.”    YAY!!! Oooohhhhhh...this is wonderful,sweet friend, this is a true gem of a poem from your golden heart! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, your words always make me smile! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Martie, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
You were there touching my hair like listening wind. Just beautiful Martie. Enjoyed. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
Martie, this is deep. I read it several times each time getting something different from it. great work. floria Floria |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
There are so many doors in a closed eye thought. I pour out the tear in this one, spread it out so thin that each layer curls in. You were there touching my hair like listening wind. There in the music I named what was missing, and with the surety of my own surrender, I left the door ajar. ================================== You cannot change the jewel I marked with your full name to wear against the gale of breathing in. You will always know love melted a place kept closed, for in opening that door you lost the key ======================================= This, in some ways is a very different style for you...yet the classic Martie poetry holds true...which is the key to growth...stretching but not losing our signature stamp. The imagery in this is so unique and I see so many layers in the metaphors and analogies. There are so many doors in a closed eye thought. what a very very cool line and premise that it. I'm gonna keep my eye on you  LOL mothy meSo it seems your saving grace was only saving face, |
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